Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Dew of Quiet In the Garden - April 19, 2011



Dew of Quiet in the Garden

You give my soul thoughts that collide with magical lands of the moon
And follow songs with an urge to be a cloud in your sky
Rushing along unbound head over heels
With a spirit that grows
Like a flower of past times, until I long for you now
To be the dew of quiet in the gardens
Where I roam

My eyes light to meet yours again as fate melts into a substance
That penetrates the delivery of my own destiny
Then you gently take me to drink
From the ground I kiss
As if I am a bottomless sea that lives for all ages
Sent to make you know you are loved
When morning comes

You give my soul thoughts that are ever speaking as tears of joy
They are guarded by breezes in the palest moonlight
I know that when I take my last breath
Into your arms of love I will fly
To sweetly surrender my own song you discovered
As the dew of quiet in the gardens
Where I roam

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011